the enlightener says

Of course, if it wasn't for Luo Fengchu's confession, to protect the ambitious and talented head of the Luo family, he would rather join the Lao Chuan Gang and sit and drink with Kuang Tie.

"We have to take care of everything inside and out." Qin Ke smiled helplessly.

At night, everything is silent, only the crickets in the flower garden are tirelessly chirping. Although they can see a pair of legs and feet passing by silently among the rotten branches and leaves, they only care about their singing and singing. foraging.

Qin Ke stood on the high courtyard wall, and the breeze blew his clothes, like a broad leaf that would fall at any moment.

As he narrowed his eyes slightly, he saw everything in the Luo family. Even though it was his first visit, because the layout of the Luo family was very similar to those in Jianye, he could quickly distinguish the structure of the house. area.

It's just that he hesitated at his feet, frowning, not knowing whether he should go to see him or not.

After the sound of "squeak", the red figure appeared again. Under the illumination of the candlelight in the ancestral hall, she seemed to have a layer of halo, as gorgeous as the sunset.

"You...why did you come here suddenly?" Qin Ke raised his eyes to look at the spirit tablet placed on a wall, and then looked at the smoky incense burner.

"Since you're here, why don't you go meet Luo Hong?" Qin Ke asked cautiously, "I saw your painting in the hall, and he must have missed you very much if he was able to hang the painting there. .”

"I hung it up. When he was young, he always said he was not good-looking, but in the end he was beaten up by me, and he has been honest since then." Luo Fengchu was still kneeling on the cushion, and slowly added some to the furnace. Powder of fragrant wood.

Qin Ke felt for the first time that she could be so approachable.

But this feeling was only for a moment, as Luo Fengchu continued to speak, Qin Ke's heart skipped a beat.

"You don't have much time. Gao Changgong's progress is faster than I thought. If you can't finish it tomorrow, maybe I will do it myself."

Luo Fengchu has always felt that doing things in Qin Ke's way is a bit complicated and slow. After all, what can the old boat gang do to help?

Not to mention that Qin Ke and the Lao Chuan Gang were not related, and even if the Lao Chuan Gang fell, the people at the bottom would find their own way out, perhaps by joining the Luo family, or by changing their careers to do something else, but it was just a labor pain.

If she had acted, she would have killed the leader of the old boat gang, and the old boat gang would have no leader immediately, and things would have become simpler.

Qin Ke saw what Luo Fengchu was thinking, and smiled wryly: "I'm not as cold-blooded as you. Although I have many lives attached to my hands, I don't do indiscriminate killing of innocent people. Don't worry, I should do it tomorrow." As for Luo Hong's safety, I will pay attention to it."

Cold-blooded... is it?Luo Fengchu lowered her head, continued to sprinkle powder in the incense burner, nodded slightly after contemplating, "Maybe you are right, now I... am very cold-blooded, or in other words, it is hard to feel that you care anymore those things."

"Why? Just because you became a saint? So you don't care about these things at all?" Qin Ke suddenly felt pity, feeling that the woman in front of him was very lonely, but he couldn't find anyone who could really talk to him.

Because her heart is dead.

"You will understand when you become a saint in the future, and not only me, but even Gao Changgong will become someone you don't know at all in the future. The realm of a saint... the more he advances, the more It becomes less personal."

"I won't do this, and neither will Gao Changgong." Qin Ke said firmly, "Gao Changgong is different from you. Although he usually looks a little unscrupulous, I know that he has the people of Jingwu in his heart."

"Who knows?" The corners of Luo Fengchu's mouth curved into a sneer, "That person once said that he pretended to be a commoner in his heart, but who knows what he really thinks in his heart? There has never been a person who remains the same in this world, if If there is...then it should be a dead person."

She also thought of the snow that was several feet deep in the extreme north, the terrifying paleness that stretched as far as the eye could see, the endless mountains and canyons.

There is no road, no end, nothing but the fading heat in my chest.

There was a dull pain in her heart. She didn't want to argue with Qin Ke, but let Qin Ke go out, waiting for the door to be closed and the candles to be extinguished, leaving her alone in the darkness of the ancestral hall, accompanied by Luo The ravings of the countless ancestors of the family always seemed like a stubborn child who refused to admit defeat.

"Father..." she murmured in a low voice, "Daughter... is unworthy and makes you sad."

When he woke up in the morning, Luo Hong realized that something was wrong.

"What's wrong with Guard Zhu? Why hasn't he seen anyone yet?" After realizing that an important person was missing, he immediately yelled anxiously, "I'm going to confront the members of the Old Boat Gang in a while, without him, a great master How? Have any of you seen Guard Zhu?"

"No. It seems that I haven't seen him all this morning." The servants responded one after another.

Naturally, Luo Hong was not satisfied with this answer. On the contrary, he widened his eyes and roared angrily, "Then hurry up and look for him! If you can't find the guard Zhu, you'll have to beat him to death!"

The servants were of course panicked and hurriedly searched for him, fearing that they would be beaten to death on the spot if they took a step too late. After all, this kind of thing had happened before.

After all, Luo Hong was an only son, and he was favored since he was a child, so he was naturally a lot of arrogant and indulgent, and he was also impatient. Killed.

Qin Ke suddenly stretched out a hand, put it on Luo Hong's shoulder and said with a smile: "Patriarch, don't worry, Brother Zhu couldn't sleep last night, so he came to me to learn martial arts. We fought several times, and then he said I have realized something and want to find a quiet place to meditate. But he also said that he will not forget what happened today, so let me tell the Patriarch."

Such words are of course deceptive. In fact, the facts should be reversed. It’s not that Zhu Shiwei couldn’t sleep, but that Qin Ke suddenly ran to find Zhu Shiwei at night. The force of thunder directly knocked guard Zhu unconscious, and with the mist that was prepared with Gao Yishui's formula, that guard Zhu should be lying in one place cursing his mother, unable to move his whole body.

Thinking of this, Qin Ke felt a faint pain under his smile, so he secretly shook his right hand behind his back. After all, Guard Zhu is a real and not weak little master master. Even if he was a sneak attack, the vigilant Guard Zhu still responded.

It's just that he didn't expect Qin Ke's Qijin sword to be so swift and fierce that he was caught off guard, and he was stabbed in the lower abdomen before he could even exert his blood to the extreme, venting all his blood. Of course, at the same time, he also slapped Qin Ke's wrist, leaving internal injuries.

But the result was always good, at least Luo Hong had no doubts at all, he just cursed and said that the guard Zhu did whatever he wanted, and complained that Mr. Gong couldn't give him a better person, then got into the carriage and took the Luo family all the way to Nanyang Restaurant.

The members of the Lao Chuan Gang have already been ready for battle.

Chapter 7 and Six

Nanyang Restaurant has been established for hundreds of years. Although it has changed hands and been refurbished several times, it has always stood still. I don’t know how many major events have happened in it, which are enough to be recorded in the annals of history.

It is said that after Zhuge Wanling resigned from office and returned to his hometown, it was here that he met the old leader of the Jingchu Gang, and was invited to join this gangster gang that was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the gentry. A lowly civilian staff member.

Many people think that he is willing to degenerate, and some even ridicule him for not wanting to leave a golden house, and would rather jump into the rotten mud pond to become a loach in the mud.

Regarding these rumors, Zhuge Wanling just laughed them off, never refuted them, and wholeheartedly advised the Jingchu Gang.

Under his wisdom, the Jingchu Gang became one of the largest Jianghu gangs in Wu State at that time in just a few years, with business all over the south of the Yangtze River, and business routes even leading to the Mohists in the north, becoming an unstoppable gang. The behemoth of neglect.

At this time, the old leader of the Jingchu Gang passed away due to illness, and passed on the position of the leader to Zhuge Wanling.

It was also from that day that Zhuge Wanling really came to the stage with a brand new attitude, and started a life that made all Nanyang people sigh.

Afterwards, he was transformed from a man of the rivers and lakes into the imperial court again, and even became one of the most powerful people in the world, just like a loach emerging from the mud and turning into a dragon, how can we not make people yearn for him?

Many outsiders made a special trip to Nanyang Restaurant just to see with their own eyes the seats where Zhuge Wanling and the old gang leader sat, so as to guess what these two people were hiding in their hearts when they faced the surging river. Big ambitions.

In comparison, today's battle between the Luo Family and the Lao Chuan Gang seems to be much inferior, but it is also a major event that can change the structure of Nanyang County, so the masters of both sides come out in full force, and only the masters of the small masters have already reached the level As many as seven.

Qin Ke still sighed slightly: "The rivers and lakes are really withered now. I heard that there were nearly a hundred small masters in the Jingchu Gang back then, but now even the big Jianye gang only has a few small masters."

"That's right, although the state of Wu was torn apart and chaotic, but because of this, a group of heroes emerged together, and there were endless masters in the rivers and lakes." In the past few days, Luo Hong thought that he and Qin Ke were very close, so he talked eloquently : "Back then, an imperial edict by the prime minister suppressed all the Jianghu gangs in Jingwu, and most of the masters of cultivation were used by the court. Naturally, this Jianghu is not as interesting as before."

Although Luo Hong is ambitious and talented, he is still knowledgeable, and he has always been worried about Luo Fengchu's failure to marry Zhuge Wolong, so he knows Zhuge Wanling's fortune very well.

Thinking about it now, if the Luo family had really become relatives with the Zhuge family back then, since the Luo family is not one of the most distinguished families in Jingwu, why would they still live in a corner, only clinging to the nobles in order to get into the imperial court?

Qin Ke didn't know what Luo Hong was thinking, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't be able to say that your sister is actually still alive, and even became one of the strongest people in the world.

After all, he still wants to live a few more years...

So he just smiled, and at the same time, he looked at the people from the old boat gang opposite, but unexpectedly, the fat man stared fiercely at him.

"What did I say? This kid is related to the Luo family, and he said that the Luo family has masters, and now his tail is exposed?"

"Fatty, shut up." Kuang Tie, who was sitting in front of him, frowned, and let out a low voice, "If you talk too much, I'll tell you to go back to your old profession."

The fat man kept silent, so he had no choice but to shrink his head, looking a little frustrated.

Meng Ya was a little curious, and whispered: "What is your old profession? Why haven't I heard you say it?"

The fat man grunted and said, "In short, it's not a good thing, it's just digging up some people's ancestral graves and getting some good things from them to exchange for money..."

"So you..."

"None of your business! If I had a father who was born as a general, he might be a general now..."

"I wonder what Master Long and Patriarch Luo think?" At this moment, Lord Gong finally finished speaking, and glanced at Fatty with an unkind look, obviously very dissatisfied with their unruly noise, but in the old boat gang When the leader Long Jin was talking, he didn't bother to think about it.

Long Jin is fifty-six this year, and his body is still as strong as an ox. A pair of eagle eyes are growing on his weathered face, and his eyebrows are long and thick. He has done things for him, and his background is also a bit awe-inspiring.

Although the Jingchu Gang has been dismantled and fully integrated into the temple, who knows that Zhuge Wanling will not suddenly think of these old subordinates in the folk?

When he opened his mouth slowly, his voice was like a dull dark cloud, and he confided in thunder: "Master Gong said so, it seems that he has forgotten all the contributions of my old boat gang in the past. But my old boat gang has made so many contributions to water transportation. , whether it is dredging the canal or opening up trade routes, it can be regarded as dedicated, and the money handed in every year is only a lot more than last year. Mr. Gong said today that he wants to give the Luo family a chance, but I want to know, why should I give this chance?"

Master Gong certainly didn't expect that Longjin would be so shameless, and he was silenced by this sentence when he came up.

Luo Hong didn't have Lord Gong's city mansion, and he was dissatisfied when he heard it: "Why do you old boat gang say what you say? Naturally, whoever does it well can do it."

"Fart!" The grumpy fat man couldn't help but cursed: "We spent so much effort, and even dredged the canal by ourselves, and some brothers even died of exhaustion at the bottom of the water. You just want us to back down with nothing. Look in the mirror without peeing, a stupid pig is worthy of it!"

"You...you bastard!" Luo Hong was furious, and he naturally scolded the fat man. It's a pity that he, a scholar, has never learned so many dirty words in the market, and he is not as experienced in cursing as the fat man, and he still can't scold others. , as soon as he exerted strength in his hand, the long sword revealed its sharpness with a "clang".

Seeing this, Qin Ke calmly raised his hand and put the sword back into the scabbard, as if he was relieved, "Patriarch, you come from a scholarly family, so you don't need such vulgar knowledge."

You can't beat him anyway, so what's the use of drawing your sword?This is the truth that he didn't say, but I don't know if Luo Hong himself has this bit of self-knowledge.

During this process, Long Jin never said a word, but let Mr. Gong's complexion become worse and worse as the two scolded each other, and then he smiled and said: "Mr. Gong, you have also seen it, even if I agree, and the people under me will not agree, and the people of the Old Boat Gang are all over Nanyang, so it is even more impossible for them to give up their livelihood for many years."

After all, Mr. Gong is a profound man of the city. He not only restrained the gloomy expression on his face, but even smiled and said: "It's natural, but I also have a heavy responsibility. This matter must be done. Even if I can't do it, there will be others in the future." If other people come, even though the leader of the Dragon Sect is powerful, he may not be able to resist all the time, right?"

"You are a local snake, but there is a strong dragon behind me. In a real fight, the local snake may win once, but in the end it won't please you. This is Lord Gong's greatest confidence, and he believes that Long Jin can see it clearly. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be invited to come here to discuss today.”

"It's just a competition. If the old boat gang can really prove themselves, presumably those adults will no longer have doubts about the ability of the leader of the dragon gang." Master Gong said earnestly and kindly, "Otherwise those adults will not Willingly."

Chapter 7 and Seven

There will always be some disputes and compromises in this world. It is heroic to bet on everything to fight to the death, but not everyone is willing to see such an ending. Longjin is responsible for the livelihood and lives of the old boat gang. Over the years Dealing with officialdom and rivers and lakes, one cannot understand this truth.

The tough stance was just the beginning of the peace talks and the introduction to strive for more benefits, so Longjin and Mr. Gong gradually unified in the constant discussions, and there was even a bit of chatter and laughter on the surface.

Long Jin tapped lightly on the armrest with one hand, rubbed the corners of his eyes and sighed slightly: "Since Mr. Gong is willing to take care of the livelihood of my brothers in the Lao Chuan Gang after the defeat of the Lao Chuan Gang, then I, Long, have to Give Master Gong a face."

Lord Gong looked at him with a wider smile on his face.

However, Longjin was calm, but he still hid the blade: "But since it's for gambling, then my old boat gang is the owner of this canal, and the guest is up to the owner. How about I choose the location?"

Master Gong was a little surprised, but it's hard to say that Longjin's request was out of line. After all, Longjin could not give the Luo family such a chance to gamble.

He turned his eyes and looked at Kuang Tie, who was sitting by the side and hadn't spoken all the time. Thinking that this person had the title of "Dragon King of Crossing the River", he felt a little better.

"Very good, I don't know where the leader of the dragon gang wants to choose? When?" Mr. Gong fanned his folding fan, showing some grace.

Long Jin stood up, like a tall mountain, and laughed boldly: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Since you're here, how about just letting this matter go?"

As he walked to the railing, he clapped his hands towards the bottom, and an old boat gang member who had been waiting by the river for a long time immediately shouted, but within a moment, a three-story ship could be seen not far away The building boat hoisted its sails and came towards this side majesticly.

"Could it be that Master Long wants to compete on this boat?" Mr. Gong asked a little puzzled, but soon opened his mouth wide because of shock.

bamboo raft.

Countless bamboo rafts, like intertwined weeds, or big fish clinging to each other, seem to have a radius of five feet from a distance, being dragged by many hemp ropes and constantly undulating on the surface of the waves. If you look carefully, Many of them have even grown a layer of moss due to being soaked in water for too long, which is extremely slippery.

Qin Ke looked at the "ring" built by such a pile of bamboo rafts, and subconsciously looked at Kuang Tie, recalling that this person's kung fu on the water was really good, even comparable to the little master, but Long Jin did it for him alone. It is a little exaggerated for people to create such a ring specially.

Could it be that there is something else tricky?

Just as he was thinking about it, Luo Hong suddenly burst out laughing. After everyone looked at him, he smiled arrogantly: "What am I, but a pile of broken bamboo? It seems interesting, since In this way, we shall accept this battle.”

After finishing speaking, he took a step forward and led the people downstairs on his own, feeling very happy.

However, Mr. Gong was a little displeased. You must know that he, the person who really dominates the overall situation, has not agreed, so where is it the turn of Luo Hong, a junior, to speak?What's more, since Longjin put on such a formation, it is really suspected of inviting you into the urn. Who knows what is the mystery in this seemingly chaotic bamboo raft?

If they didn't want to find a qualified and stupid enough partner in Nanyang, they really didn't want to cooperate with such an arrogant second generation ancestor.

But the more displeased he was, the happier Qin Ke who was walking downstairs noticed this, and at the same time looked at Luo Hong's back, and mocked in a low voice: "Idiot."

He didn't come here for Luo Hong to win, so the more confused Luo Hong is, the better it is for him, and as far as the current situation is concerned, it is impossible for the old boat gang to fight against each other if the two sides clearly show their chariots and horses to fight. How could Luo Hong hurt...

Thinking of this, Qin Ke suddenly frowned.

Speaking of which, as long as the Lao Chuan Gang directly attacked the Luo family without tearing up their face, Luo Hong would not be in any danger at all, so why did Luo Fengchu ask herself to protect Luo Hong?Could it be that Luo Fengchu knew the little Jiujiu in her heart and planned to let Luo Hong lose?

That's right, with Luo Hong's temperament, if he was really involved in the court, he might either be used as a shield or die in a fight. In this case, it would be a good thing for him to lose the bet. Anyway, the Luo family is not short of money. Well, even if this second-generation ancestor is a bit of a prodigal, it will never be a problem to be rich all his life.

"After all, they are sisters and brothers." Thinking of this, Qin Ke felt more sympathy for Luo Fengchu. They are obviously relatives, but they can only take care of them in this way. Why bother?

After the big boat came to a stop, the bamboo raft just floated on the water like that. The restraint of the thick hemp rope prevented it from being floated along the water, but it couldn't make the bamboo raft as stable as the ground, which would inevitably make those who are not good at Practitioners fighting on the water are uncomfortable.

Hearing that a arena was set up on the river, the people of Nanyang were not lacking in curiosity, and they gathered to the bank to watch the excitement, exclaiming from time to time.

Long Jin stood tall and straight on the bank, looked at Mr. Gong, and explained with a smile: "Mr. Gong has only been in Nanyang for a short time. Maybe he doesn't know that this bamboo raft is used as a ring, which is also an old rule of the Nanyang Cao Gang. Back then, the Jingchu Gang beat other Jianghu gangs in such a ring, and absorbed thousands of people overnight."

"So that's it." Mr. Gong looked taught, but he was secretly scolding Longjin for being as cunning as a fox. You must know that most of the people he appointed were not from the water gang and the Cao gang, so naturally they had never tried this kind of "bamboo raft challenge arena." ", invisibly being taken advantage of by the old boat gang.

But fortunately today...he invited someone else.

"Why didn't Guard Zhu show up? When is this? If he doesn't come again, it will be dark in a while, so don't come, and let him go back to sleep with his mother-in-law." Luo Hong shouted angrily. The servants lowered their heads, their faces full of bitterness.

Naturally, servants like them couldn't find Guard Zhu back, but Luo Hong couldn't get angry with Qin Ke, the "guest at the table", so he had to yell at them.

Of course Qin Ke also understood this, but he still pretended not to hear. Anyway, he knew very well that the guard Zhu would not be able to come, so it would be better to keep silent than to explain any more.

Master Gong listened to it, frowned and asked Luo Hong: "What's the matter? What happened to Guard Zhu?"

Luo Hong talked to Mr. Gong according to Qin Ke's words.

Lord Gong had a sullen face, and cursed: "Not enough successes, more than failures." But he also knew that it would be difficult to fight against the old boat gang without a small master master, so he said again: "I have a way, someone will come later Take over the position of guard Zhu."

Qin Ke has been eavesdropping on the sidelines with the technique of wind vision, and he can't help but slander that Mr. Gong is so capable, and can find masters in the realm of small masters anytime and anywhere?

While talking, the first battle has already gone to the arena, and Meng Ya is the one who goes first on the old boat gang. Qin Ke has seen his pistol skills, and it is indeed not bad. If he can reach a higher level, he is enough to be regarded as a master. And he was facing the diner who was originally supported by the Luo family. He was good at wielding a dagger, and his movements were extremely fast, but his airs seemed a bit too showy.

Sure enough, Meng Ya stood on the rickety arena, but he was as imposing as a dragon, and the wind roared when he fired his gun. In a few rounds, he suppressed the diner, and followed him to step on a bamboo raft. , so that the whole bamboo raft sank, and the spear pierced out trickily, hitting the diner's right leg.